Best Friend, Why Don't You Marry Me?

[This article has been completed, (*^▽^*) please accept it, thank you~] When we met again after three years, Duan Xiaoran was held in the face and suffered a lot. Wen Ruocheng asked: "What is our relationship?" "Best friend." After the ordeal, I thought I had successfully performed the role of a straight woman hiding her repressed feelings, but I didn't expect Wen Ruocheng's lips to gradually get closer. She asked again: "Now, what is our relationship?" "My bestie... My close friend." Wen Ruocheng already had a way to deal with someone's cowardice. He chuckled lightly and lowered his eyes. "What now?" Duan Xiaoran seemed to have thought of something, her face flushed and she said: "My girlfriend... My best friend in bed!" Intention: